After four days in a row, everything inside the door was no longer as new as it had been at the beginning.

Sakurano typed her number and fingerprint into the wall of the doorway, watched the time on the monitor start counting down, and walked to the center of the room, and began to look around at the machines that changed again and again.

The drills in Room 1 are aimed at the player's reflexes and judgment, and the square room is equipped with eight tees numbered from one to eight around the standing position, which can be moved and changed depending on the track, and dozens of numbered inlets are scattered on the four walls.

After the start of training, the eight ball servers will serve at the same time, and the golfer needs to hit the ball from the designated number of the ball at the moment of hearing the command, and hit back the ball that is also specified by the command in order to get a valid point.

There are a total of 100 service chances, and only if the number of accurate shots exceeds 50, the effective score will be counted, otherwise the number of hits will be cleared, and the score for this training will also be zero.

In the first day or two, many players have not yet adapted or reacted, and the effective number of hits has not exceeded half, so the results in this room have stopped at zero.

Four days have passed, and most of the players are on the right track, and the sooner they adapt, the greater the advantage.

"10.......9 ...... left from the start"

Hearing the mechanical sound of the countdown in her ears, Sakurano withdrew her gaze from looking around and changed, holding the paddle in her hand, and didn't know what she was thinking in her sunken eyes.

“1…….0.”

"Bang bang bang!"

As soon as the countdown ended, the first ball of the eight tees had been shot out in unison, aiming directly at Sakurano who was standing in the middle.

"Seven - eleven."

In the blink of an eye, the serve was close to the side, and the moment the mechanical sound sounded, Sakurano moved sideways, and the net hit the serve of the No. 7 ball machine with unmistakable accuracy, and with a single spin, the serve on the racket hit the narrow entry hole on the wall on the other side, and the whole process took only a fraction of a second.

At the same time as hitting the entrance of the ball, Sakurano's ears already sounded the sound of the second ball's serve and the cold mechanical sound.

"Hair three-into twenty-three."

The body's reaction had long since outpaced the brain's domination, and Sakurano turned and flapped, completely keeping up with or accustomed to the ever-increasing pace of serving and commands.

"Bang! Bang bang! ”

"Four-four-four-one."

In the quiet of the space, only the constant hitting of the ball and the unwavering mechanical sound repeated, all of which were recorded in full by the cameras hidden in the corners of the surrounding walls.

"Is that her?"

In the dimly lit room, only a few screens shone brightly. The recorder sitting in front of the monitor's monitor heard the question coming from behind him, nodded, and pointed to the girl who was starting to make strange movements on the screen.

"This number 6 has always maintained 100% effective batting in the first field, but the score has always been controlled at 75 to 80, and the remaining ball ......"

A new round of hitting in the picture begins, Sakurano turns around after hearing the command, but all the eight balls that have been wrapped around the body are on the racket, and the eight balls are all into the wall with a swing -

She turned around again and repeated the same eight-ball shot in a new command......

"She scored all eight of the remaining balls, and the machine couldn't judge it, so it was an invalid score."

"Let's start the activity track."

"Okay."

As soon as such a command was given, the scene in the picture immediately began to change.

Sakurano looked at the machine that began to move slowly and gradually increased in speed, but her face did not move, and her paddle face still accurately caught the designated serve and hit the goal.

The return ball in the picture has entered a dazzling stage, and the people in front of the screen can't help but be a little surprised to see Sakurano hitting the ball accurately without missing any of the balls.

Her reaction ...... Soon. ”

The person behind him didn't speak, just looked at Sakurano on the screen and swung and slapped in thought.

"Zoom in a little bit and zoom in a little closer."

When the recorder heard this, before he could think clearly about his intentions, his subordinates had already subconsciously moved, and the moment the camera zoomed in, both of them were a little surprised.

"She, how is she ...... with her eyes closed?"

In the picture, the girl who keeps swinging the racket to hit the ball accurately is indeed with her eyes closed from beginning to end, but she moves extremely quickly, as if she has eyes in her heart.

In a moment of astonishment, the 100 balls in room No. 1 were about to end, and Sakurano in the center of the room finally opened his eyes that had been closed for a while, and raised his hand to shoot the ball in four directions.

Several balls were hit into several of the goals that were very close to the camera, and the sharp shot that suddenly approached the camera seemed to be about to break out of the screen, so shocked that the recorder who was burning his eyes subconsciously shrank back.

"The number of effective hits, 100. Valid scores, eighty. No. 6 accumulates 1,000 points. ”

Withdrew his gaze from Sakura, who straightened up on the screen and gasped slightly, and the gentle but emotionless voice behind the recorder suddenly had an indescribable temperature.

"The progress she has completed in her three training sessions today is your training goal, and you have to complete it before the end of tomorrow."

"Good. I know. ”

The voice that responded without hesitation was categorical, but the recorder couldn't help wiping his sweat, which ...... Isn't it really a sprout pulling......

"As of today, how many people have used the ball in training?"

"Fifteen."

The recorder didn't have time to continue the slander, and another inquiry came from behind him. He hurriedly called up the specially marked record and hurriedly explained.

"The first to open was the third of the second day, in room two. Most people also use the ball in the second and third positions. Three of the top five players used their momentum. ”

"This No. 6 player, who is currently ranked fourth overall, is one of them. According to her observations of each training session, she is very consistent in her play or control, and she should still have a back hand. ”

The recorder pointed and explained that each player's data over the past few days was scrolling back and forth on the screen in the direction of his finger.

"Who's the other useless person?"

"Oh...... It's number 1. ”

The recorder casually pointed at the screen of the monitor that Sakurano had faced after he walked out the door.

"That's him."

As soon as Sakurano walked out of the door, he saw a strange boy leaning against the wall next to him, who was not a stranger, still dressed in black clothes and black pants, and his slightly long black hair hung down to cover his forehead, revealing only a pair of light-colored eyes that seemed to be reflected in no one's reflection.

He just leaned there with his hands down, the whole person looked lonely and indifferent, and when he saw Sakurano walking out, he turned his head slightly and straightened up, ignoring Sakura's eyes as always.

Sakura, as usual, turned slightly sideways and let the boy who had been waiting for a while enter the room, and the moment the two passed by, she looked at each other's slightly drooping eyelashes, imagining that there should be a lone wolf-like focused gaze.

Number 1. She looked at the badge on the other's arm and looked down.

In the past few days, the twenty players have freely alternated their training times, and there are not many opportunities for food, accommodation and meetings, but she has also met seven or eight players who have a fixed training time with her.

Among all of them, what she paid the most attention to was this person whose temperament was particularly condensed between a boy and a man.

Moreover, she always felt ...... And this person, déjà vu.

"It's him ......"

The recorder seemed to sigh lightly when he heard the voice behind him, and then turned to a faint heart, staring at No. 1 with some curiosity.

"100 percent effective hits, 100 percent effective points."

He looked at the data in his hand and smacked his tongue.

"All his metrics are perfect, very accurate, very powerful."

As the voice fell, the training of No. 1 in room No. 1 had also begun, as shown on the data, the movements were extremely clean, the hits were extremely accurate, and the expression was ...... Extremely cold.

Watching from the sidelines, he was a whole person...... It's like a machine that never makes mistakes and doesn't fluctuate.

"Is this what they were looking for, the perfect knife?"

There were faint words from behind him that the man couldn't hear his feelings, and the recorder had a question in his heart, but he didn't have time to explore, so he turned his gaze to room 2 again.

The training time in room 2 was less than that in room 1, so when Sakurano came, she didn't see the round-faced girl who had just entered with her front feet, and she took the door with her backhand, while looking at the extra circular sensing area on the side of the room.

The facilities in room 2 are very simple, that is, the force wall on one side, the hitting area on the other, and the size of the whole room simulates the length of a tennis court and a half.

The content of the training is to test the strength of the player, the player hits the force wall with the serve in the hitting area, accumulates 10 balls, and the strength of each ball is scored from 1 to 10, and the cumulative full score is still 100 points.

In the past four days, golfers were allowed to run freely in the hitting zone to serve, but today ......

Sakurano looked at the circular sensing area with a diameter of less than one meter located in the striking area, and it seemed that the range of motion was limited.

There is indeed a shortcut to save effort and time in this training, that is, the ball momentum used in the sound, the amplitude of the momentum will multiply the power of the serve, the attack range will be larger, the force wall will be more inductive, and the score will naturally be higher.

But although Sakurano thought of this, he didn't use his power for a long time, why......

Bending her lips, Sakurano walked to the sensing area, and a mesh frame loaded with ten balls automatically popped up next to her, she bent down to pick it up, and waved it.

"Eight-Eight-Eight-......Eight-Eight-Eight-Eight-T

The shots were too dense and the power was too uniform, and the mechanical sound began to repeat like a jam, and in the blink of an eye, the ten balls were about to end.

But before the recorder in front of the screen could recover from the dense serve and magical scores, the new device had been activated.

Two extremely fast balls popped up in several areas of the force wall, and you could tell how strong the ball was just by listening to the trail of the wind.

Sakura frowned, one leg just wanted to retreat a little to pick it up, but it was a "snap", and both ankles were firmly buckled by the buckle that came out of nowhere.

The heavy ball that broke the wind was close in front of her, but her body was unstable, Sakura's eyes were slightly condensed, and she raised her hand to meet the two ball winds, but the strength was still so great that she couldn't control her back and wanted to fall backwards-

Seeing that he was about to fall backwards and fall out of the boundary, Sakura raised his eyebrows, and finally sighed helplessly, slapped the net and wrapped it lightly, and in an instant, the black fire ignited-

When the heavy ball came like the wind, it hit the wall with a "boom" -

"Bang!"

In the midst of the shock, Hua Mancheng leaned on her back-leaning figure, and when she stood firmly, she only heard-

"Ten...... Ten ...... Ten...... Ten ......"

The deranged, sluggish mechanical sound has a laughable magic at the moment.

It's really stuck.

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